The Great Lab Fire Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Great Lab Fire



The Great Lab Fire

I am all senses, rants, and sermons,
the great combustion's of hormones,

I am the night's pheromones,
wanting a coital kiss,
the days empires of unfinished builders,

I am the tousled beard of bad moods,
recipient of wild emotions and body upheavals,

Be kind my human kindreds,
sympathetic brethren,
My righteous friends and dysmorphic constituency,
of impure thoughts and planningmurder,

After the fruit's unique unions between the gods, beast,
and the trash of nature,
The holy alliance based on muddled instructions,

Gods Whomsoever created this confusion,
created instinct and the capacity for rampage,

After the baptism of-the pagan fire,
the perfect storm on His laboratory fire,
and the manoeuver twistings among the faulty connections,

Wednesday, February 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: creation
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